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Recently by themis
Kick up some dust
Reclaim the memories you left to rust
Clean up the red
Stains you left on my bed.
Take me apart with the gentlest force
A limb at a time
And embed the memory
Into the present.
Stitch up the Y-cut
Smear some embalming fluid
And claim the dead of yesteryears
As alive now.
Suck the life out of me
With every deep breath you take
Bury the sword deeper
With every healing stroke of your blade.
Entrench your essence
Conceal the stench.
Strike a match
Under water.
Shatter the liquid
Dissolve into pieces.
There is no difference
In the past and now.
For, there is no deference
For the past and now.
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If I may be so bold to comment on poetry (I am actually an unlettered and illiterate moorakh who has no right to comment on anything as such), but I find your continuing fascination on pain and violence a little bit disturbing. I wonder what bhabi thinks about this....
sab theek to hai na?
themis
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